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Oh, man, i just finished this this morning. More plot twists than on an episode of Lost--and not in a good way either. I kept getting the feeling that the author was writing these plot twists just to make things happen--and none of it made sense! I *loved" that scene where Juliana is running through the tunnel, which has been conveniently been walled up... or the scene in which Isabelle runs away in disguise... none of the plot twists was done particularly well, so i found myself rolling my eyes in a lot of places. That said, though, i appreciate that the author took the story in a direction I never expected... it wasn't particularly welcome, though.

Does anyone remember the Jim Carey movie in everyone but him knows that his life is a reality TV show? I kind of felt like that while reading this book; everyone knew these little bits and pieces of the story but Juliana!

Does anyone remember the Jim Carey movie in everyone but him knows that his life is a reality TV show? I kind of felt like that while reading this book; everyone knew these little bits and pieces of the story but Juliana

I don't recall the show but that's a very apt description. What a dunder head. I was wondering if anyone else felt the same way about the plot running all over the place. I got quite lost on occasion.

From a side door came a small voice. The crowd parted like the sea before Moses and from it emerged the Queen of England. She wore a gown as pure as cherubims wings, a gown that surely by accident slipped from her shoulder due to a careless maid. The gold flood of her hair, unattended as well, reached to her knees. Tears darkened her eyelashes; her madder-red lips quivered. The crowd watched, dazzled. The queen held out her arms. In them was an infant.

No, not an infant. A rabbit. An enormous, fat, gray rabbit with a white ribbon and a silver bell under its chins. A very placid rabbit.